Utopila sam se igrajući / Drowned Dancing

Utopila sam se igrajući

Sanjala sam da sam se udavila
u Lepom plavom
bar sam se udavila plešući
bar sam konačno osetila
kako to izgleda plutati,
bar sam se udavila plešući.

Ostajem bez vazduha,
jer tako se ljudi dave.
Postajem plava u licu,
jer tako se ljudi dave
i nema drugog načina.

Onda sam se prenula iz sna
i vratila svojoj stvarnosti:
zaključani u podzemnom svetu
dok ne postanemo prašina i mehuri vazduha.
No, ko je rekao da je to loše?
Ja kažem da je to loše.
To je loše!

Disanje poput me(n)talnih olupina koje zveckaju,
teške posledice biranja lakšeg puta,
celu noć, sve do jutra,
neke priče je trebalo zadržati za sebe.

Šta je od ovoga istina?
Neka moji stihovi govore za mene.

Neka me neko spase, molim vas.
Neka me neko odvede odavde.
Glupa sam, plitkoumna i pristajem na sve.

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Drowned Dancing

I had a dream that I drowned
In Beautiful Blue
At least I drowned dancing.
At least I had the feeling
Of how it's like to float
At least I drowned dancing.

Losing air,
Because that's how humans drown.
Turning blue,
Because that's how humans drown
And there's no other way.

Then I woke up
And remembered my reality
Locked in the underworld
Until we're dust and bubbles
But who said it was bad?
I'm saying it's bad.
It's bad!

Breath like metal debris jangling,
Heavy weight of taking the shortcut.
All the night long, til them morning
Some stories should have stayed put.

Which one of these is true?
I let my lines speak for me.

Somebody, please save me.
Somebody, take me away from here.
I'm shallow, dumb and taking it.

One Reaction to Utopila sam se igrajući / Drowned Dancing

  1. Lelei says...

    Hi Iva, long time without any contact, but I am retaking my blog reading now. Sorry you felt quite so down last month. Sorry I wasn't here to show support and hope that things and days get better. Tight hugs my friend.

     
     

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